You are not permitted to record that. If you were to do so, remember that They know Things that would cause you to regret your actions. There is no escape from Them. I would advise you not to make the recording.

That one photo with the dog airborn as he races down the track conveys the pleasure all healthy dogs have in their pure dogdom and happiness at racing around, don't you think? It's like that hyper state they get in when they're so gloriously happy moments before dinnertime. :)

Wonderful!!!!!! Thanks for that, Stilly. There are few sights more heartwarming and simply glorious than seeing a bunch of Dachshunds running flat out down a racetrack! They love the excitement and the competition, not to mention the celebrations and refreshments at the end. The fact that a Dachshund named Otto von Schnitzel took the top prize makes it absolutely perfect. I have never heard of a more ideal name for a Dachshund than Otto von Schnitzel. Wunderbar!

I know Little Hawk has a dachshund thread going out there somewhere but I can't find it. This is for you and anyone else who wants to see simultaneously short and long dogs in what is humorously called a "race." :)

Now, a thump keg could get you a second run right from the first -- two runs together, you might say. Thump kegs came about during the Great American Experiment and they ain't traditional but it you want to use one well, just make sure it's using pure copper and it's brazed. Won't run the proofage up to 180, though.

But again, this is all theory and you should try this at home because your mileage may vary with a professional driver.

Stuff was probably run out of old car radiators. Now a GOOD still is pure copper and it's brazed, not welded and especially not soldered. The top is kept on with flour paste so if the pressure DOES get to high it'll blow off the lid and hurt anything.

If you're using a pot still (one without a worm) you can gather the run in a bucket, but a worm still has to have the coil in water, preferably running water, so that the whiskey fumes will condense correctly. Of course, you toss out the first cup or so because it's prit near pure fusel oil -- let the fairies drink it.

You want to run it through three times altogether if you can, run the alcohol content up to 180 proof (you can powder proof it if you don't have a bead bottle or a specific gravity measurer). Course, it depends on the sugar content of your still beer and that depends on your mash but shucks, Mom already knows that.

Please note that this is all theoretical and I most certainly would never have sullied my lips with any sort of illegal liquor, nor would I encourage anyone else to do so.

Didn't anyone warn you to avoid I-5? Old 99 isn't that great either, but I often prefer it to the Interstate. It gives a look at the old economy when that was the main highway between Seattle and Everett.

Hey, mg says they're harvesting the cranberries in Washington! Let's load MOM up in the (what are we travelling in now?) and head to the coast and look at the beautiful red berries floating in the lovely water on a gorgeous day!

"It was cold, and the storm was relentless, and we were without shelter. We relied on ourselves for survival. We held eachother for warmth, and if it weren't for each other, we would have surely perished. Though, that cold night we shared a simple kiss. It wasn't homoerotic by any sense, as we were both androgynous constructs, and have yet to pick our gender. But, through that kiss, we forged our salivas and instinctly knew our fates were intertwined. But, like before we soon separated on our seperate paths. Later, we chose our gender, both male and on a chance encounter, we both felt the awkwardness of the kiss". Quote, Anime Sucks

Besides, Mom's feet reside in Another Dimension. I remember one day she reached down to wipe the gunk out from between her toes and her finger just disappeared and reappeared when she was done. She told me at the time that "this was better than them Odor Eaters OR clean socks OR washing [her] feet, this keeping them in another dimension." Her only problem is that Gluon sometimes licks them and tickles Mom.